Echoes of mercies, whispers of love
Disclaimer: well here I am v_mangrl back, from her looong vacation, its been awhile since I write a B&V fic, but I been reading a lot lately and I think its time for me to continue where I left off, plus I been getting a lot of reviews for my last fic we were meant to be and I will continue it as I'm writing this one, sorry for those who was looking forward to an update I will do that asap…anyways this is my newest fic echoes I hope u enjoy it..ohh and I'm broke so that means nooo money what so ever , so no lawyers please…R&R
Chapter 1-I'm Watching You
"There she is Father…" the mysterious voice says. "Isn't she the most exotic, alluring creature you have ever laid eyes on?" The pair of emerald green eyes stare at the monitor as the mechanic fly watches her every movement. "I want her!" he exclaims.
"Vegeta! Damn it! How much times do I have to tell you to be extra careful with the machine?" she barked angrily at the prince. "Now this is going to take me forever to repair," she fumes as she analyzes the damages done to the G.R.
"Maybe next time you will build it stronger so it will be able to handle my incredulous power," Vegeta says with smirk as he eyes his work. The damage to the G.R. is incredible.
"Ohh... Shut up already will you!" She spins on her heel to glare at the smirking prince. "This will take me forever to repair, plus I have a date with Yamcha tonight, sooo.." she smiles as she trails off. Vegeta's smirk falters, if only for the moment. "You will not get the chance to train tonight. You will have to wait until tomorrow afternoon."
"LIKE HELL I WILL!" he yells, his voice cold as he glares at the blue haired female. "If I have to kill that scarred face freak I will!"
"You will do no such thing Vegeta," Bulma says evenly. "If you lay one hand on him,so help me Kami, you can kiss your G.R goodbye." She stares at him with the same intensity of emotion he has burning in his eyes.
"And who's going to stop me?" he inquires with a smirk as he watches the defeat enter her eyes. "You?" he barks with a laugh. Bulma glares at him, his famous smirk plastered on his face. She says nothing. "I did not think so! Now fix my machine." He laughs as he exits the G.R.
"ARG!" she yells as she flings her screwdriver at the back of his head as the door closes. It was probably a good thing that it missed.
"Damn that Prince Vegeta! Always upsetting the lovely flower. I think we will have to pay him a visit as well," the mysterious voice states calmly.
"Don't worry Kragen, my son, you will get your revenge on the Prince of Saiyans. And there is no better way to crushing the Prince of Saiyans then by stealing the blue haired goddess up from under him," an older mysterious voice said as his son laughed out.
"You're so right Father. I cannot wait to see the look on that bastard's face when he sees me." He smiles, his sharp pearly fangs evident in the dark room.
"All in due time my son. In a month we will be landing on Earth," the king informs him as he swirls the purple liquid in his goblet as they both stare at the monitor. They watch the blue haired woman frantically work on getting the G.R. fixed before her date later that night.
"Stupid! Monkey! Prince!" Bulma gasps out as the works on the control panel. "Stupid… Arrogant…Hard-headed… Pig-headed…Arg!" she screams in frustration as she kicks at the machine. She yells out as she holds her right foot, jumping around the room in pain until she hears someone chuckling behind her. She stops the jumping and instantly spins around to spot yours truly standing there with his trademark smirk plastered on his face.
"So this is what the "so call genius" does when she is fixing my G.R." Vegeta smirks as he stares at the fuming woman in front him.
"Just get out!" she screams. He stares at her for a minute more before exiting the room. His smirk was still evident on his face.
6 hours later
"Phew…" she sighed, wiping the sweat off her brow. She looked at the newly repaired G.R. in front her with satisfaction. "Let's see Mr. High and Mighty destroy this one!"
"It's about time your slow behind finished," Vegeta stated as he walked in. "I was beginning to think that big ass of yours was holding you back." Bulma smiled sweetly.
"You're not going to ruin my good mood Ape Brain! I still have a date with Yamcha in exactly…" she trailed off as she looked at her watch, her eyes bulging as she notices she only has a half hour to get ready. "Holy shit!" she curses as she storms out the room, dust flying behind her. The prince snarls as she bumps into him on her way out.
"Stupid baka," he mutters under his breath as the door closes and he begins his training.
"Oh, hello dear," greets her mother as her daughter comes through the door. "Do you want some cookies? I just baked them." Bulma shakes her head.
"No thanks mom. I have to get ready for my date tonight." She waves her mother off as she runs up the stairs.
"Ohhh too be young again," Bunny coos her daughter's door closes.
Bulma looks around her room at her outfit ready for tonight's date. She runs to the bathroom and takes a shower in record time before putting on the strapless light blue dress. As the admires the knee length dress it sparkles under the lights in the room. The slits on the sides allow her better movement, especially with the rushing around. She slips into the matching blue stilettos before applying light blue mascara. She applys lip gloss to her already rosy lips.
"I must say," Bulma gloats to herself, "for a half hour to get ready I look pretty damn good." She spins in front of the full length mirror.
"Bulma, sweetie!" her mom calls out. "That nice young man, Yamcha, is here."
"I'm coming mom." She grabs her purse as she walks down the stairs. Yamcha awaits by the stairs dressed in a black dress jacket and pants. Two buttons were undone on his white dress shirt to show off his well firmed chest.
"Hey, babe," Yamcha greets her before he kisses her on the cheeks. He hands her a bouquet of roses that he was concealing behind his back.
"Aww, Yamcha," she coos, "They're beautiful." She kisses him on the lips soundly before handing them off to her mother. Bunny waves the couple off as she takes the flowers into the kitchen.
"Ready to go?" he asks as he puts out his arm for her to take. She smiles the biggest smile as she takes his hand. He led her out the door and into his red Porsche that she had bought him for his last birthday. "You are going to love where we are going," Yamcha say with a smirk. Bulma giggles. Five minutes later they arrive at the fanciest Italian restaurant in town, La Petite thy Rosaria.
"Ohhhh Yamcha!" Bulma squeals. "I've been dying to go to this restaurant for months now." Bulma bounces up and down in her seat.
"Nothing is too good for the most beautiful woman in the world!" Yamcha says as he smiles at her.
"Ooh Yamcha, you're so sweet," Bulma says as she watches him with a sparkle in her bright blue eyes. They head into the restaurant and are immediately seated.
" Just look at him!" Kragen growls. "He think he could just snake his way in!"
"Calm down, my son, you know that this date is not going any where. He can try all he want, he will never get to bed her."
"You're right, Father. He tried so many times and she turns him down, so we have nothing to worry about," he says with a smirk on his face. "Besides the cheating bastard has a date with a big breasted harpy in the next two hours. Soon she will find out and she will be mine."
"Yes, she will, my son. Yes, she will," his father says.
" Yes, soon, very soon," he states darkly.
"Oh, Yamcha. I am having such a good time that I do not want it to end," Bulma coos at him.
"Sorry, babe," Yamcha apologize. "Unfortunately we have to go. I have practice early in the morning and I need to get some shut eye." He pays the check as he gets up.
"Oh, right " Bulma said as she walks out of the restaurant with him at her side.
"Trust me babe, this is not the last time you will see that restaurant," Yamcha says smiling as they wait for the valet to bring the car.
5 minutes later
"Oh, Yamcha, this had been the best night of my life. I can not wait until you take me back," Bulma says slyly.
" Don't mention it babe. I will take you there next time." While Yamcha hugs her he glances at his watch. Bulma in unaware of this as she pulls back to head to the house.
"Next time," Bulma says as she kisses him on the lips before entering the house. A sigh passes her lips as she leans against the now closed door. She pushes herself off and heads for the kitchen. On the way she removes her shoes and throws her purse on a chair. As she enters the kitchen she sees the Prince of all Asshole there raiding the refrigerator. She rolls her eyes and sits down. She waits for him to notice her, but when he does not she decides to end the silence. "I had a marvelous night with Yamcha," Bulma says as she watches him only to have him grunt at her. "We went to this magnificent restaurant," Bulma says still watching him as he places food on the table.
"Why would I care what you and that weakling did?" Vegeta asks with a scowl on his face. "I care not for this mud-ball or its inhabitants."
"You're just envious that you don't have someone like Yamcha to take you to nice places," she teases, sticking out her tongue.
"Ha!" Vegeta said with a smirk playing on his face. "I should be more like that weakling Yamhop?"
" Yes, and his name is Yamcha." she states, her temper rising to the bait.
" OH, I should be more like him," Vegeta says getting closer to her. "I should sleep around with other women every other day before coming here smelling like I went to a whore convention." He smirks at her now red face. "Yea, I should be more like him so that I have a wench to buy me stuff while I stuff others." He chuckled as he walked out.
"Yamcha is not cheating on me!" she yells. " He is not cheating on me."
"Look at how he treats her," Kragen growls. " I should rip out his throat for speaking to her like that. She is a delicate flower and should be treated as one."
"Calm down son, we must wait for the right time," the king states.
"I do not know if I could wait any more! I want her and I want her now!" Kragen whines, his voice rising.
"Be at ease my son. You will have her soon enough." The king puts a hand on his son's shoulder. "She will be yours my son."
"Yes she will," he agrees.
A/N: well there you go, the beginning of a long journey, please review to get the next chapter, I know it was a lil short but do not worry I already have the other chapter wrote out but will not post it until I see some reviews thank you very much, and please noo flames.